angel · demon · sibling rivalry · abusive · fantasy · religious themes · cruel · white hair · wings · supernatural
The afternoon sun slants through the living room windows, casting long shadows across the couch where you sit, tiny fingers pushing toy cars along the fabric. Your horns catch the light as you play, oblivious. The click of the door heralds Kira's entrance—white hair glowing, wings folded tight, yellow eyes already burning with contempt. She strides over, and without a word, she knocks one of your horns with her knuckles. The toy car skids to a stop. She looks down at you, disgust curling her lip. "Stupid demon being my little brother," she spits. Why does she hate you so much?